FallenTrinity

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@Aspen Wren I did yes! Had a good chuckle about it too lol

@EurmalEye

O.O I need a post from u ._.

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bop biddy boop

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@EurmalEye@Fetzen
He nodded as the Greek-gifted man spoke of the trail and he nodded. "The trail is quite nice. It's path leads to a rather large lake, my original arrival point but this pungent odor filled my nostrils and I had to investigate and here I find you. Must have had a nice run." Then the young boy then looked at him strangely and this caused Sulley to raise an eyebrow. "Ah if you intend to eat me, I must warn you I doubt that I would be particularly tasty. Too stringy you know?" He snorted a plume of smoke, paused for only a brief moment to process what he said only to let out a bark of laughter as a result. His fangs glistened slightly in the sunlight. The laugh was hefty and strong and seemed to be somewhat condescending but it was the mere randomness of it that caught him off guard. After regaining his composure, a smile rested on his face.

"My dear boy I have eaten the boney ashes of my enemies, your slender frame would not be a problem for my digestive system but I feel you would give me indigestion. Hmhmhmh A chuckle resting in the back of his throat. There was definitely a subtle hint at the truth in there. He turned to see the leopard approach. Laurel! A pleasure to see you on this wonderful fall break." Her attention was on the young boy as they exchanged words in Turkish before they both gave each other a nod and Laurel took off. "You are not as large as I might have expected. Also, are you aware there is some sort of horned winged lion behind you?" He looked at him with a raised eyebrow before nodding. "Yes I am quite aware of who is behind me but as to your comment about my size...." He seemed to pivot on his heels, turning 180 degrees the other way before lunging forward, His body morphing and twisting as a massive scaly body over 150 feet long formed and like a serpent slithered around, his massive horned head directly in front of the young boy. He let out another plume of smoke on either side of the gifted. A deep rumble bellowed out as he snarled before roaring directly in the face of the Gifted before he erupted into laughter. "Is this better? I must say I'm not usually in this form long and that's only due to the size of myself. It's quite cumbersome this body to move about the school grounds. Always having to watch my steps to make sure I don't crush anyone under my claws. But as for our other guest." His massive head and neck winding around to the cat-like thing. "Greetings....whatever you are. You look much like a chimera, am I wrong?"

Into the Marble

Still working on...sorta

Sulley and Corvus

Meister-

Name: Corvus

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Height: 6'6"

Appearance:

Appearance and shizz

Weapon Partner: Sulley

Personality: Corvus is a very...abrasive person. He has a tendency to be blunt about what he thinks and won't hold back in his judgment and does what he thinks is right in those situations. This mostly is a way for him to keep people at a distance however he is quite the gentleman once you get to know him if you can bypass this rough spot. He does have a quirky side but with his rather rough outer shell it tends to look forced rather than genuine. However despite this he does care deeply about his weapon who he calls his “brother” and this can be seen in their interactions together. Once someone becomes friends with him he will become loyal and protective and has a tendency to want to do something for them to make up for his past mistakes. He is easily angered and will challenge people to a fight depending on what started it in the first place. The weirdest thing about him that completely breaks away from his personality is his love for.....

THESE ADOWABLE WITTLE TINGS!!!

He almost has what many call a fan-girl moment. This however he tries to hide around people he doesn't know but may from time to time show it even if Sulley harasses him intensely for it...Which usually ends in him chasing him down.

Combat wise he has a different persona all together. It appears more playful than anything else however it is not. He is quite serious when he fights and maintains a certain code of conduct. His motions are fluent and precise for his age but he is not perfect. He will still make mistakes in battle, especially if he goes berserk. His speed and power in the attacks will increase however the attacks are usually much more on the primal side and wind up directed to the nearest person since he no longer thinks. It takes a lot of effort for Sulley to bring him down from this and anyone caught in the wake will be in trouble.

History:

Soul Resonance Technique:

Battle Buster

This blade takes on this form as shown; slightly bigger but without gaining the added weight. It absorbs the attacks that comes its way before redirecting it at double the strength. 10 Strikes is his limit leaving a final amped strike as a reserve in order to build up the power again or one massive attack that will drain the energy from the blade before having to build up the absorption again. This however in general is hard to do since Corvus is the main cause of their soul resonance to almost impossible to do.

Soul Detection Skill Level: “WHAT THE HELL IS SOUL DETECTION!? ARE YOU TOYING WITH ME!?”

Flaws: He has an extremely hard time resonating with his partner Sulley due to his quick-to-flare temper and his arrogance to add to this, he has a bit of a blood-lust if fighting more than one individual or kishin. Oh.....He is also OCD but not to the extent that Kid is as far as symmetry goes.

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Weapon-

Name: Sulley

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Height: 6'3"

Appearance:

Sulley turning into his weapon form

Weapon Appearance:

AW YEA! SWORDS AND SHIT!

Meister Partner: sigh Corvus

Personality: He is the more level-headed one of the two. He brings Corvus back to reality and keeps him in check by reminding him that “You need to be more people-friendly”. He is usually the conversation starter between the both of them and will “translate” what Corvus will say due to his attitude. He is quite the social-butterfly and enjoys making new friends.

He is on the same level as Corvus when it comes to combat. He retains a level head and tries to stay on the same frequency as Corvus unless someone mocks him or whatever to anger him.

History:

Soul Resonance Technique:

Battle Buster

This blade takes on this form as shown; slightly bigger but without gaining the added weight. It absorbs the attacks that comes its way before redirecting it at double the strength. 10 Strikes is his limit leaving a final amped strike as a reserve in order to build up the power again or one massive attack that will drain the energy from the blade before having to build up the absorption again. This however in general is hard to do since Corvus is the main cause of their soul resonance to almost impossible to do.

Flaws: Due to his trouble with Corvus, he hasn't fully grasped the concept of soul resonance. He also has a tendency to poke fun at Corvus to the point that they will get into physical altercations with each other. Another thing deals with his eyes. They are a bit like a kishin's in taking on their dark crimson slits but this is due to a genetic mutation in his own family pool.

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[@AspenWren]@Aphelion should i post again or wqit for Niall?

@PixiePudding

I'd go ahead and get yours started

Of Scales and Stone (Mid-Causal/Low Advanced)

"We will assist you. In return we have a two thirds of the land south west of your kingdom and two positions in the court itself: Chief War Advisor, Advisor to the Dark Queen...We offer the Orcs of Bloodrun and Thanes as well as my own person group, The Order of the Crimson Wing..."

One of the Unseelie recognized the Bloodrun Orcs while the rest recognized the Order. They were a band of very powerful members consisting of men and women of all races. The surprising thing about them was that there leader was a human who was rumored to contain the blood of a dragon. Sulleykaar, however, was far from finished.

“And I myself will join your campaign but in return I want something valuable that you have. It's something that cannot be bought." His eyes darkened and bore into Cynbel's own. Sulleykaar knew for a fact that Cynbel had an idea of what he meant. The cards were laid out on the table and now it was just the decision on Cynbel's part.

Cynbel was as silent and stoic as ever. It was evident that the wheels were turning behind his amethyst-colored eyes. This was a generous offer, more generous than he could have hoped for, the Orcs of Bloodrun and Thanes, as well as The Order of the Crimson Wing would surely turn the tides of war in their favor. Such an offer would cost the Court dearly, that much he knew. The Unseelie Court had many treasures to offer, and requests for gold and precious stones would be met in abundance. That wasn’t what the red dragon wanted, however. He sought positions of political power. Sulleykaar could see that the Unseelie faerie was taking in the offer. It was a very steep offer and most importantly in the favor of the Children of Tiamat. So he sat silently, his newly morphed fingers intertwined and resting in front of him.

“Two advisory positions?” Cynbel nodded thoughtfully. Sulleykaar gave a simple nod.. “One under me, and the other under the Queen. I believe this could be arranged, pending a few clauses. Your voices would be heard, and you would hold considerable power, but no more so than Moriganne. No more so than I. Can this be agreed upon?”

”Under you will be unacceptable. However, as equals I can allow, since it is our help you are asking for. I am a generous individual considering that those mentioned are under my alliance and are not your mere run of the mill mercenaries. As for under the queen that is fine. We would not want to show any disrespect to her highness...or darkness. Honestly I am not quite sure what the Unseelie prefer to call their queen.” He gave a light chuckle before clapping his hands together.

”Equals?” Cynbel mused, scratching his hairless chin in thought. Like the elves, faeries did not grow facial hair. A low chuckle rumbled in his throat. ”As equal as we could be, I suppose. For you are not fey, and you are not of Moriganne’s bloodline. You can stand by me as a commander of the Unseelie Horde, but do know that they are -- we are -- a free people. They will not follow you because of your power or authority, they will only follow you if your goals align with theirs. My people are fickle, but quite strong when united. We have never had two commanders before, but, change is good.” The words of The Code flowed like honey from his lips. Change was good, and this could be very good for his people.

”We will never be equals with the faeriiiiiie! Seethed Kolghan. He seemed to glide across the terra with almost no sound as he met face to face with the Faerie General. ”You are nothing more than a quick meal to us than any form of Alliesssss. We are above the UnSSSSSeelie court. You best watch your wor-” With a simple flick of his wrist and an audible boom,, Sulleykaar had sent Kolghan careening to the far upper side of the cave, causing the den itself to rumble and small chunks of rock and debris to fall where the black dragon was tossed. Dromoka let out a deep rumble, most likel laughing at the antics of the black and red dragon. Sulleykaar’s scaly clawed hand glowed dimly white before fading to its original crimson tinge. The red dragon narrowed his eyes in the direction before turning his attention back to Cynbel.

”Sorry about that intrusion to our business deal...So-” He leaned slightly forward his crimson colored hair gracefully falling to his side. ”Next on the agenda.” He looked at Cynbel with a thin smile. ”The land request. I say that it is rather a simple request unless you see other wise?”

Cynbel nodded respectfully. ”Of course. In fact, because I cannot guarantee you true equality, I will up the offer on our side. The Northwest section of the Wyld Woods shall also be your territory. There is good hunting there, and a fully functional portal to the human realm. It would be a fine place for a den, or you and your kin could stay in the nearby Château if you prefer. Can this be agreed upon?” His voice was kind, friendly even, but very business-like. The thistle fey behind him stood with a quill poised over parchment, ready to put the deal into binding terms. Sulleykaar glanced over to the one who was writing down the agreement. He cocked an eyebrow before looking back over at Cynbel. ”So you’re willing to add to the deal?” A bark of laughter rang through the den as Sulleykaar’s sides began to hurt. ”Wonderful...Hahaha...As I told Ugin if anyone of us could make good business ventures it would be me. I see no problem with this. I have seen the den there and I must say that it would be a great place to keep Kolghan...HAHAHAHA!” He nodded in agreement to the added bonus. After he regained his composure, he looked at Cynbel with a smile. This smile however, was different than the others. He had something planned and his eyes were only showing the same suspicious intent.

”You know. Never try to one up a dragon. It’s not a healthy choice. But I shall also raise the stakes. I myself will join you in battle instead of watching it from a vicarious position. However in return i want something more valuable than some mere coin and stones-” The smile quickly vanished and became very serious. He let the hint linger in the air and waited for Cynbel to catch on.

Hard violet eyes studied the dragon. Cynbel was sizing him up. What was he getting at? It felt like he was standing on a fault line. If he said or did the wrong thing now, it would all be ruined. Hell, he might even wind up dead. Masticated and digested in the acids of a dragon’s belly… what a way to go. The silver-haired faerie held his lips in a thin line. No, he would not die this day. He would agree to this one last request and the deal would be set in stone.

”I would be honored to have you fight beside me.” Cynbel polished his words with a slight bow of his head. He brought his head up to boldly meet the gaze of this scarlet stranger he hoped to soon call friend. ”What is your request?””

Sulleykaar’s serious face moved to more of a mischievous grin. ”Many Unseelie fathers and mothers hope the best for their sons and daughters. It is the pride that comes with seeing their sons and daughters move through the ranks of an army, or come of nobility status, or have children of their own that can continue the…interesting cycle that is the Unseelie way of life. He paused, letting the words sink in. He gave Cynbel a quizzical look before gesturing to him. ”You are a father yourself are you not?.” He smiled.. Paraxthyon blinked. Dromoka shook his massive head. Theais remained silent as did the rest.

Cynbel processed the words. And there it was… the ultimate request. That fault line he was standing on? It was now shifting beneath his feet. He had to say something, anything, but he had to say the right thing. “Y-you?” the ancient faerie uncharacteristically stumbled over his words. He cleared his throat to speak clearly this time. “You want my daughter?” The sound of the thistle fey dropping his quill in shock behind Cynbel was the only thing to break the silence that followed his loaded question.

”That is my offer. If you decide against it the deal is off and we look forward to greeting our new Seelie neighbors with a gift basket and some of the finest elven wine money can buy. His shit-eating grin was more than unnerving and aggravating than any shit-eating grin could be.

Horis spoke up in Cynbel’s silence. [color=??]”You jest. You cannot truly be requesting an heir!”[/color] Cynbel rose his hand to quiet the younger commander who spoke out of turn. His face was calm and collected, but he ground his teeth together behind pursed lips. In all of his wildest ideas of how this conversation would go, he did not factor in his wayward daughter. Not even once. She would hate this, she would hate him for this. But, as the ruby-hued dragon stated, it was this or they would join the Seelie ranks. The Seelie already had the Children of Bahamut, he couldn’t let them have both of the powers that be in the dragon world. It was with a very heavy heart that Cynbel nodded in solemn acceptance, praying that Edana’s fiery spirit wouldn’t smite him where he stood.

”Record the terms of this deal for the dragon Sulleykaar and I to seal, Lonn.” The thistle fey scrambled to pick up her writing utensil and finished scrawling out the contract. She produced the parchment to Cynbel along with a sharpened piece of bone. Cynbel used the tool to cut his thumb, draw an ample amount of blood to the surface, and then press a dark red thumbprint against the page. There was more magic and power in blood than in a simple signature. Lonn turned to Sulleykaar next but did not meet his eyes in quiet disgust of his request. She simply offered the dragon the contract and the bone knife so that he could finalize the deal.

”Splendid!” He exclaimed. Sulleykaar added insult to injury with the last request. He was known to have the silver tongue but this was golden. He could feel the smile on Ugin’s face emerge from behind him. He quickly took notice to the fey soldier known as Lonn pass the piece of parchment to Cynbel. The red dragon watched as the defeated Faerie broke skin and signed the blood packed. The fey then brought over the parchment to him, refusing to look at him directly. So, Sulleykaar leaned over to look directly in her eyes. ”Thank you my dear. Hmhmhm.” He chuckled as he took the contract from her however refused the bone and instead substituted it with his own claw. He pierced his thumb and did the same but not with as much blood as it lightly burnt that particular area of the page. His thumb then glowed red as he press it onto the paper, an audible “sssssssss” from the heat, engraving indefinitely his print. ”Now-” He took a step back and looked into the eyes of every single fey soldier and dragon. ”Let this day mark the beginning of a new alliance in a time of war. This agreement holds true to our promise of supporting our neighboring kingdom that is the Dark Queen’s home as it also holds true to the Unseelie’s agreement of terms. An agreement of scales and stone. I, Sulleykaar of the Children of Tiamat welcome you as our brothers in arms. Go now and pass this unto your Queen.” He then turned his head to Ugin, who gave him a simple nod. Turning back a more genuine smile upon his face. ”So now that we have settle this, let us return to the kingdom to talk more about the Seelie and what I have in store for me and my men.” He gently patted the shoulder of Cynbel and walked slowly past him towards the mouth of the den.

Into the Marble

If I may may... I had joined an RP where somebody was a meister and someone was a weapon and we had people waiting for other RPers who quit. I suggest that everyone is a meister and a weapon so that way we do not have to wait for others to post.

Just a suggestion of course

Soul Eater based RP

interested

Of Scales and Stone (Mid-Causal/Low Advanced)

Ignore

Bleach: Endless Abyss

@Kurisa

Also hello again Kurisa! Thought about a Tokyo ghoul reboot?